“Local oral history has it that this burn got its name because a French soldier hid from the Hanoverian troops somewhere in this ravine in which the burn flows after … Continue reading The Frenchman’s Burn
Vairy early on a spring morning, the year afore last – I went luikin in the Kilsyth foothills for a God. In the Garrel Glen, a journey into experience began. … Continue reading The sounds of the Garrel
Last week, in the very early hours of Sunday morning, I went for a walk in Garrel Glen. I then followed the “Tak ma doon Road” to Kilsyth. There, wandering … Continue reading ‘The largest funeral ever witnessed in Kilsyth’
In that moment.